A Timely Wife

As soon as Guanshi Li left, Cheng Dong completely relaxed. He walked behind the desk, sat on the stool for a while, pretended to take the brush for a while and fiddled with it a few times, then picked up the inkstone and looked carefully, as if he didn't see it. Like these things, very curious.

Li Ruosong crossed his arms and watched him touch here and there like a child, and found it very interesting, "You don't have these things there?"

"How come, of course there are, I'm not bragging to you, my grandpa's calligraphy is very good, both in color and style, I just think these things are antiques if they are placed in our place, and they are very valuable , naturally you have to touch it a few more times." Cheng Dong looked like he was lost in money.

"Then can you write calligraphy?" Li Ruosong asked with great interest. He always wanted to know more about Chengdong. All the same, every dig always yields something good.

Chengdong sighed, and regretfully said: "I learned brush calligraphy with my grandfather for a period of time when I was young, but later the schoolwork became more and more heavy, and I couldn't stick to it."

"Have you ever learned it? Let me see if you write a few words." Li Ruosong said with great interest.

"Okay, take care of the pen and ink." Cheng Dong ordered in a whisper.

Li Ruosong smiled, spread the rice paper for Chengdong, pressed it with a paperweight, and rubbed the ink for Chengdong. He was extremely attentive after busy work.

The way Chengdong holds the pen is a very standard five-finger method. He said he didn't insist on it, but in fact he would write a few words whenever he had time. Although he was not as careful as when he was a child, it was still passable.

Cheng Dong wrote the three characters of Li Ruosong with a stroke of a brush, using the European font, the font is thin and hard, square and majestic, with a strong taste, "Oh, it's still raw, not as good as before." Cheng Dong Dong's tone was very regretful.

But Li Ruosong's eyes lit up, the writing was really good, he really didn't dare to say that his writing was better than Chengdong's, seeing Chengdong looking at him triumphantly, Li Ruosong felt as if his heart had been disturbed by something It's itchy, he likes to see such a vivid and vivid Chengdong.

"I'll also write two characters, you see." Li Ruosong said while taking a brush from Cheng Dong's hand, dipped it in ink, and wrote the word Cheng Dong next to the three characters Li Ruosong.

These two characters are straight and comfortable, straight and introverted, and they all speak like a person. Li Ruosong's handwriting is quite beautiful, and his status in Chengdong's heart has risen by two ranks.

"Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect your handwriting to be pretty good." Cheng Dong picked up the rice paper with the names of the two people on it, compared them for a while, and admitted in his heart that Li Ruosong's handwriting was better than his own. Of course, being tough is also a must.

"Huh? Are you two writing?" Li Bairen's voice suddenly came from the door.

Cheng Dong was taken aback, and hurriedly put the rice paper back on the table, scratched his face in embarrassment, turned his head and waited for Li Ruosong to take a look, it's fine if he didn't pay attention to the words, Li Ruosong just stood by and nothing happened I didn't find anyone at the door after doing it. I really don't know what the use of this person is.

Li Ruosong gave him an innocent look, he didn't do nothing, Chengdong was reading the words, he was looking at Chengdong, in his eyes, Chengdong was much prettier than those words.

The two of them were only looking at each other, they didn't even notice that Li Bairen had walked in, and Li Guoliang was following behind him. When the two of them realized it, Li Bairen had already picked up the rice paper on the table.

Li Bairen looked at it for a while and asked, "Who wrote the word on the left?"

"It was written by Chengdong." Li Ruosong replied, with a little pride that he didn't realize.

"You wrote the one on the right?" Li Bairen continued to ask.

"It was written by my grandson." Li Ruosong was not proud but very humble this time.

Li Bairen stroked his beard, turned his head to Li Guoliang and said, "You are a lucky person, your son and husband are very good."

Li Guoliang quickly replied: "The blessing of the son is that you and your husband are married."

Li Bairen laughed loudly, patted Li Guoliang on the shoulder, and said, "It's been said that you are dull and dumb, now it seems that what people say is not true."

Li Guoliang smiled, but didn't answer the words. All these years, his own parents only cared about his second and third brothers. In order to pave the way for them, his reputation has long been guessed in the mud. He is used to it. No matter how ugly the outside world is, you can deal with it with a normal heart.

"I originally wanted to come over to see if the two of you are used to it, but I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing. That's fine, my grandfather will put this letter away for you two. I don't want anything else when I celebrate my birthday this year. You two can copy a Buddhist scripture and give it to me." After Li Bairen finished speaking, without waiting for Li Ruosong and Chengdong to reply, he quickly put the words in his sleeves, and led Li Guoliang out of the study room, as if there was someone behind him. Like a wolf chasing.

Cheng Dong stared at Li Bairen's back in a daze, and it took him a while to recover, and said, "Grandfather is actually this kind of person."

Li Ruosong suppressed a smile and replied, "Well, my grandfather is this kind of person."

"He, um, it's not like we don't give him what he asks for. This way, it seems that we are pretty good." Chengdong complained a little, seeing a very gentle and serious person, and he was also a good person when he did things. Unreliable.

"Maybe it's because we're reluctant. After all, it's the first time we wrote together. This also shows that grandfather is very satisfied with us. You should rest assured." Li Ruosong comforted.

"It's true when you say that, but it's a pity that the calligraphy was taken away by my grandfather, otherwise we can keep it in mind." This is the first time writing with Li Ruosong, and Chengdong feels a little pity.

"It's okay, let's write another picture." Li Ruosong walked behind Chengdong, put his arms around Chengdong's waist, put his chin on Chengdong's shoulder, and leaned into Chengdong's ear and said.

Chengdong twisted his body a little uncomfortably, and found that Li Ruosong's hug was getting tighter and tighter, so he simply gave up struggling, but he was still a little embarrassed, so he blushed and said, "Didn't you mean to write a new word? "

"Well, just write like this, how about you write my name, I write your name, and then each of you writes a poem?" Li Ruosong said softly.

"Okay, let me go first, it's not easy for me to write." Cheng Dong stretched his arms awkwardly.

"Why is your face so red?" Li Ruosong pretended not to know, and touched Cheng Dong's face.

Chengdong grabbed Li Ruosong's hand and whispered, "It's okay, it's just a little hot."

"Hot?" Li Ruosong raised his eyebrows, and his tone suddenly became less serious, "It won't be hot when you take off your clothes at night."

Chengdong finally became angry from embarrassment, stepped on Li Ruosong's foot, broke free from Li Ruosong's arms, glared at him, and said, "Wait, I will bully you back someday."

Li Ruosong curled his lips and said, "We'll wait and see."

Chengdong: "..." I always feel that I still lost.